There's a mermaid in my bathtub

Girl, find the most handsome guy in the town, help with housework while he is away, and then be his wife. "

"This...isn't the snail girl?" And there is also the story of the river god's bride.

Jin Sheng couldn't help but interjected, he was very interested in everything about the mermaid, and he listened more and more seriously, but the direction of the story became more and more strange.Although Huang He's is suspenseful, it is still reliable, and the story followed by others is difficult to describe.

"Really? Then I don't remember the details. Anyway, both the river god and the mermaid are in the water. The difference is not big." He waved his hand and took a sip of wine. Anyway, it was just a casual story, and no one would care its authenticity.

Finally, the traditional story of the snail girl was told in its entirety, with the well-known authentic legend in front, and everyone at the table began to tease the copycat "Legend of the Mermaid" that combined the two stories.It's just wine table culture, it's not embarrassing to be the focus because of this kind of thing, it's even an honor to cause a topic.

"Hey, Jin Sheng, I remember that your home is also in City A. Old Wu mentioned it to me before."

After laughing and playing, Huang He straightened his expression, his face was stained with alcohol, and his movements were also drunk: "Is there no such legend in your family? Let me see how each family is different."

"The legend of the merman..." The words were repeated several times in my mouth, and I frowned and thought about it very seriously. There was no clear answer but I did have a little impression, "It seems to be there, but I don't remember."

"Jin Sheng, think about it again. Mr. Huang made a good start tonight. After listening to it for so long, I want to go to your place to collect the legendary version. There must be many tricks." The slightly unfamiliar customer encouraged Jin Sheng to recall, While flattering the Yellow Crane, they did not delay each other, and even raised their heads to give Jin Sheng a cheering wink.But... If you don't remember, you don't remember, and if you don't remember, you don't remember.

The investor on the diagonally opposite side waited expectantly. Jin Sheng didn't want to add any regrets or unhappiness to the dinner. After thinking for a while, relying on his fragmented memory, he said mysteriously: "Grandma said it when I was young, no matter how specific it is Remember, anyway, she said not to go near the water, whether it is sea water or river water, it seems that once it gets close, the mermaid will catch people away."

"Abducted for what?"

Whenever mermaid is mentioned, I think of Nanli at home, and I can't think about memories quietly at all, and I really can't remember clearly.What's more, what grandma said back then was too incomplete. The example of "water" was only river water and sea water, and she didn't mention bathtub water at all. She wouldn't have thought that her grandson would be "caught" by a mermaid at home many years later.

"How do I know what the arrest is for, and I haven't been arrested."

Probably because the voice was too low and the beginning was too good, Jin Sheng's fruitless follow-up caused a burst of disappointment.

He responded with a chuckle, this topic is just for fun after drinking, the past is over, and no one pays attention to it, only Jin Sheng remembered those words in his heart, and began to wonder, the specific content of the story his grandmother told him when he was a child what.It's just that Jin Sheng's grandmother passed away ten years ago. There is no way to obtain evidence for this kind of nagging story, which is different for each person.

Apart from staying near the water, Jin Sheng only remembered that the story had a bad ending. Anyway, no matter what it was, he rejected this ending when he was young, so he simply forgot about it.

On the premise of relaxation, such a wine table culture is not bad.

There are stories, reconciliations, and wine. It seems that no matter how bad or unpleasant it is, once it goes to the banquet, it can be called the object of ridicule, and it can also be regarded as a way to relieve stress.

You said something to me, unconsciously, the drunkenness soared from three points to seven points, and the consciousness was a little bit trance while having a headache.

Jin Sheng still had some self-knowledge, knowing that he couldn't drink any more, he didn't refuse, just put his arm on the table, and smashed his head at the other people while they were busy.

It's not that I want to touch porcelain, it's really to the limit.Without the ability to be drunk, Jin Sheng dozed off when he was half drunk, or fell asleep when he was fully drunk, and he didn't cause trouble for others at all.

So, as soon as his head touched his arm, he was seventy percent drunk and became very drunk. He lay his pillow on the wine table, and actually fell asleep. His mind was in a dazed mess, surrounded by noise, and he couldn't open his eyes anymore when he heard people calling him. .

……

'Da da da--'

After an unknown amount of time, a familiar voice came from his ears, and Jin Sheng's body sank into a limp, unable to move even if he wanted to move.

All the clothes were taken off, and the cold touch moved from bottom to top along the calf, and traveled all over the body, his cheeks were slightly itchy, as if someone was using his hands to outline the outline of his facial features, and finally wet.

"Nanli..."

In my sleep, I heard myself shouting in a hoarse voice, wanting to ask him if he knew the story of the merman, but got no response.